"It seems that the medicine has begun to take effect." Leng Lintian smiled sinisterly.
Ximen Longting's eyebrows felt cold. Although he held his breath in time, he unknowingly inhaled a lot and his body began to feel weak.
"Did you put poison?" Jing Jiaren asked.
"They are just some intoxicating drugs that make people's limbs feel weak and lose their strength. They are not harmful to the body."
Jing Jiaren's body was not affected at all, but many of the fleshy walls in front of her fell limply to the ground.
"Don't worry, I'll let you drink the water mixed with the antidote when you wake up."
Of course, Leng Lintian and his bodyguard also drank.
Ximen Longting's hand began to lose control of the pistol...
Even if I hold it hard, I can't pull the wrench.
"Drugging is a despicable and dirty trick..." Jing Jiaren couldn't help but scold.
"I don't care about the process, I just want the result." Leng Lintian said softly, "Besides, you have to remember whose wife you are now and whose side are you on?"
Jing Jiaren hated Leng Lintian for using her like this.
No matter why Ximen Longting came to this wedding, his motive was all because of her.
So if anything happens to him, it will be her fault.
"You want to kill him?"
"Didn't you just say that you wanted to kill him with your own hands? I think this is a good idea." Leng Lintian smiled softly and asked the bodyguard to give him a pistol. He then pulled out all the bullets in the magazine, leaving only
Next one.
"He once shot me in my chest. Now, it's your turn to help me get it back, okay?"
Jing Jiaren's whole body was shaken, and she wanted to shoot Leng Lintian in the head.
Leng Lintian leaned into her ear and whispered: "You know, I just want to make him sad. The happier we are, the sadder he will be. And only the sadder he is, the longer he can live..."
"..."
"Do you want me to kill him with one shot, or do you want him to survive?"
"..."
"If I shoot you with this shot, I'll kill you with one shot in the heart." Leng Lintian taught the pistol to Jing Jiaren's hand, "Don't worry, don't accidentally point the gun at me."
He had a smile on his face and a coquettish smile.
But that smile was clearly warning her: If she tried to kill Leng Lintian, he would be surrounded by bodyguards. If he couldn't be killed, Ximen Longting would die!
Jing Jiaren's palms were sweating and she whispered: "Leng Lintian, you have gone too far!"
"This was his fate. Who told him to shoot me mercilessly?"
"..."
"I am a person who always takes revenge." A cold light flashed in Leng Lintian's eyes, "Go, he is weak now, it is the moment of weakness."
"Do you want to let him go after I fired this shot?"
"certainly."
"You are not allowed to lie to me! Otherwise, I will send you to the West!" Otherwise, she killed Leng Lintian and then committed suicide.
Leng Lintian's eyes filled with laughter: "If I want to kill him, what else will I ask you to do? It will be death anyway. How can he feel the pain I have experienced if I let him die so early?"
"..."
"He must not die so soon. I want him to live forever and taste my pain." The paranoia in his eyes was burning.
Ximen Longting watched coldly as the two whispered affectionately.
Every time Leng Lintian said a word to Jing Jiaren, he seemed to want to swallow her ears...
They hugged each other so lovingly, and Jing Jiaren still had a gun in her hand.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body became so weak that he could hardly stand.